Sunday, September 2, 2012

Freedom and a Big Dog named Sampson

Dear Diary,  I spent the week in jail. Met a big dude named Sampson.   When the folks came to pick me up, I over-reacted just a bit. I was happy for my freedom.  That and sleeping in a real bed again.  It's what life's all about.  I'll never be bad again.  Hey wait.  Was I bad?  Gracie.

A Note From Gracie

Hey All, Mom and dad are getting the pool ready and you know what that means.  Splashing kids and wet dogs.  Not a fan of either one.  Bu...